The sound of crashing waves is constant, and the endless sea surrounds the island. Today's waves seem to be more violent than before, maybe it is an illusion.
The white waves drifting with the current hit the beach one after another. The sunlight emerging from the sea level shone on the crabs. The little crabs lay sideways and left fresh footprints on the wet beach.
At this moment, an old man over sixty years old was carrying a bundle of firewood on his back and walking hunched over the muddy ground. The old man wore very special shoes, which were wooden boards tied with ropes. These shoes were called clogs locally.
The cool breeze in the morning is very moving, especially the sea breeze on the island.
The old man looked at the sea. The sunrise at this time was undoubtedly a beautiful scenery. He had seen this scenery for more than sixty years. As time passed and his hair turned white, he gradually understood a lot about the beauty of the sunset. A different feeling.
His name is Harano Hashiichi, and he lives in a village on Narukami Island. It is a small village to the west of the famous Narukami Taisha Shrine, with a population of only a dozen families.
There are no young people in the village, only old people and children. The young people all know that there is no future in living in the village, so they all pass through Konta Village and then through the White Fox Wilderness to Inazuma Castle, a symbol of wealth and opportunity.
After admiring the scenery, Yuanyobashi looked away, but he accidentally caught a glimpse.
"That seems to be a person..."
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Drown to death, regain consciousness, drown to death, regain consciousness, repeat this process countless times.
It seems like a dream, an endless dream...
What's your name? Can not remember.
I just remember that I seemed to have been struggling in the sea for a long time. It was very cold and dark there, and I was trapped in it like an abyss.
The salty seawater entered the nose and mouth, filled the entire lungs, and then died...
The body seemed to have a power, and it resurrected itself, but its power decreased every time it was resurrected. I don't know how many times it has passed, and how many times I died in pain, I can't remember.
Amid the tinnitus, I could faintly hear an old man's voice.
"Young man, are you awake?"
The handsome man opened his eyelids with difficulty. His black and red eyes were extremely tempting, and black and red seemed to symbolize disaster.
He forgot everything and was saved by the old man in front of him, but even if he loses his memory, time will not stop for this, and life needs to go on.
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The man who lost his memory had a new name: Tetsuya Bailang.
Yuanohashi found the man on the beach hit by white waves, so he used the word "white waves". The man felt that the word "zhe" was familiar to him, so he added the word "ye" at the end.
Inazuma's current situation is special. Thor has issued a national lockdown order, and foreigners can only stay on outlying islands with large docks.
Yuanohashi used the excuse of an injured relative to deceive the samurai and other villagers who asked about the situation.
Of course, the other villagers knew the details, and everyone knew it but tacitly knew it. After all, there were not so many intrigues in the village, and they just wanted to live peacefully.
Bai Langzhe was also chopping firewood in the backyard with an ax raised high. Yuanyeqiao was so old that he usually only went to the mountains and fields to pick up some dead branches and leaves and come back to light the fire. But now that he had a young and strong boy, he didn't have to worry about it. Less effort.
As soon as Yuanohashi sat in the corridor, looking at Tetsuya Shiranami who had taken off his shirt and was naked, he couldn't help but have a hint of worry in his eyes.
In his opinion, Bai Langzhe was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. He seemed to be a child from a wealthy family. He seemed to have hit his head and suffered from amnesia, and his brain was not very clear and he could not remember the past.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls outside the fence are all children from the village, and they often come over to take a peek.
After all, young men like Tetsuya Shiranami are very rare in the village. People of his age will basically choose to go to Inazuma City to work hard, and their parents will also basically go there.
When the child died, he left the child in the village to be looked after by the elderly.
After all, such a beautiful man is rare. Although the adults have told them not to cause trouble to others, children at this age are very curious, and they are girls who will not do any bad things, and they are not as naughty as boys. , Yuanohashi Yi left them alone, and Bai Langzhe didn't seem to care.
The yard is filled with piles of firewood divided into four quarters. These are not just used by Yuanyeqiao Yi. There are so many that I don’t know will be used until the Year of the Monkey.
Naturally, it will be distributed to other families in the village. The village is full of old people, and they usually pick up dead branches. This kind of firewood is enough for them to use for a long time.
Yuanohashi handed him a towel, and Bai Langzhe took it and nodded his thanks, wiping his sweaty upper body. Those strong and wild muscle lines were obviously too stimulating for the underage little girls behind the fence.
"I made some rice balls and put them on the table this morning. I've already eaten them. Tetsuya, you go and eat first."
Bai Langzhe also nodded and stretched out his hands to comb his hair back.
"I understand, Uncle Qiaoyi."
Yuan Yeqiao glanced at Bai Langzhe who was returning to the house and couldn't help but smile. It was different to have a young man at home, but sooner or later this child would have to go out and live in a rural mountain without knowing anything. For him, it was Extremely unfair.
When Tetsuya Shiranami returned to the room, he was sitting at the low table. There were five triangular rice balls wrapped in seaweed on the plate. They were all extremely appetizing plum rice balls.
For Tetsuya Shiranami, who had just finished chopping wood, he could easily finish these amounts. After eating, he took a sip of sencha and let out a long sigh of relief, which made his body feel much better.
When the chopped wood is delivered to the door of each household, some kind old people will chat with them. Everyone is full of goodwill towards this strange young man. After all, the vitality in the village is not easy.
After busying himself with the daily necessities of life, Tetsuya Shiranami took a walk to the shore where he found himself at Nono Bridge. White waves crashed on the beach, and his expression was as indifferent as ever.
My mind is filled with scenes of me drowning. If I drowned, I wouldn't be able to stand here now...
"Is this a dream... Then it's too real. Who am I...?"
Bailang Zheye's expression looked slightly lonely at this moment. He knew that he did not belong here. He seemed to be longing for something in his heart, as if there was a big hole, and he tried hard to fill it, but in the end it was of no avail.
